Childhood bad taste
When we start out in the world it's not our fault if we accidentally latch on to liking really bad stuff. Well, at least, that's the only reason I can come up with for owning Huey Lewis and the News' album Fore!
What early bad taste can you confess to?
( , Fri 10 Dec 2004, 13:24)
When we start out in the world it's not our fault if we accidentally latch on to liking really bad stuff. Well, at least, that's the only reason I can come up with for owning Huey Lewis and the News' album Fore!
What early bad taste can you confess to?
( , Fri 10 Dec 2004, 13:24)
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mrs. jackson
i'm not embarrassed about the NKOTB phase, the smurf tapes, the flannel shirts, etc. etc.
but - I was four when "Thriller" came out, so therefore i kinda have to blame my parents for this because I didn't have money.
I was determined to marry Michael Jackson when I grew up. I had posters all over my room, I was going to name my first child Billie Jean, (and would sing it for my dad's friends for pocket change) I had a shirt that said "PYT" and a micheal jackson doll with several outfits (he was going to marry barbie), it gets worse! i had a sparkley glove, and i actually had a little-kid-sized red pleather jacket with lots o' zippers. My parents must have been so proud. The sad ending to the story is that my jacket got stolen from pre-school and it was cold out and I didn't have a jacket to wear home. It was very traumatic.
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( , Sat 11 Dec 2004, 0:39, Reply)
i'm not embarrassed about the NKOTB phase, the smurf tapes, the flannel shirts, etc. etc.
but - I was four when "Thriller" came out, so therefore i kinda have to blame my parents for this because I didn't have money.
I was determined to marry Michael Jackson when I grew up. I had posters all over my room, I was going to name my first child Billie Jean, (and would sing it for my dad's friends for pocket change) I had a shirt that said "PYT" and a micheal jackson doll with several outfits (he was going to marry barbie), it gets worse! i had a sparkley glove, and i actually had a little-kid-sized red pleather jacket with lots o' zippers. My parents must have been so proud. The sad ending to the story is that my jacket got stolen from pre-school and it was cold out and I didn't have a jacket to wear home. It was very traumatic.
here's some extra punctuation, insert as necessary...,,,,;;""''
( , Sat 11 Dec 2004, 0:39, Reply)
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